The real game Sex with little kids Word is out That its good for the biz [business] Demand is high Supply is low You need mo sex and got no mo hos Where do you go? Down to the corner store You need more loot Got your bow for (?) Little girl who dont know no better You dont give a shit you only focused on the cheddar
Money makes a nigga do crazy things Tust drug em out on cocaine Taught em hive of slang (?) The booty back and forth like a prostitutes 12 years old and the knocking the boots Like professionals who to be profitable Took em from the playground Made em top notch hos Broke em off some crumbs Relieved em like drums Had em begging like bums cause ya wouldnt give em none
*Heartless We are livin in darkness In a world so heartless We are livin in blindness, in blindness yeah Heartless We are livin in darkness No matter where youre from No matter how ya come Cross the wrong path then you will get done
Aint no love just pain No sun only rain Had a big effect on a young brothers brain Its time ton initiate No place to be Figure in order to get up Ya got come straight to the niggas Yeah And pass the test Ya gotta show those mother fuckers that youre heartless Slap the clip in the nine Ya jump in the ride Headed straight down for McCartha drive
Ya pull-ups low Hit the lights down low Hopin ya dont see nobody ya know Not knowing what to do to impress the crew Ya see a little old lady about 62 Bla, bla blasted that ass The bitch is inder the ground Ya put your foot to the gas And haul ass Straight up to seem Crass pitchin hard with a gangster Lee
*CHORUS
At the age of 21 A criminal at its peak Just walkin down the street still is trouble I see Gramblin, girls, go Its all for fun Got my boy AC to do a small run Dreaming of vice Cold-blooded and nice You may see me once, but never twice Wait a minute This aint no dream Its the heartless life Floor it And its all about the dream
Do what I mean and mean what I say But dont try to be like no toy cause Im not for play And if its trouble you see Then see used for fine (?) Death in a twine With a criminal mind Thugs and drugs And niggas who take slugs Me and state colder than a bug in a rug The things I do and the things I say Make it hard on me To live another day Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.